I'm not perfect,
I make mistakes, I hurt people,
but when I'm sorry, I mean it.
I've been abandoned, I deserved it.
But, after all, it's only because I've never learnt
how to love and to be loved. I get just a little paranoid sometimes
and I wonder AM I NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU?
You won't understand, I can't explain.
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Story by Anne MissUnderstood
The wasted generation
A collection of poems about problematic girls/boys in a problematic society. The main themes are risky behavi...